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"It's oil residue, which enhances the fragrance."

"What are you frying in the frying pan?" Zhao Jinyu rolled his big eyes, full of curiosity about the small stall on the tricycle.

"Oh, that's for deep-fried prawns, eggs with ginger sauce, fried rice with seafood, etc. You need to replace it with another small pot. That small pot is used to cook lean meatballs, and put it on the coal stove next to it. .”

"Will there be too many things?" Ye Chen asked worriedly, "Will the urban management be able to escape?"

"Fortunately, the placement of the top is particular. If it's really not possible, the table and stools are not needed, just run. I took a table and two plastic stools out now, and there is another table and a few plastic stools in the car. "

When I saw it yesterday, I didn’t think the tricycle was too big, but my father stuffed it with so many things, making it look like a mobile food stall.

Wan Qing licked her lips, feeling an inexplicable warmth, her eyes fell on the face of her father who was smoking a cigarette, looking at the rough skin on his face, she suddenly grinned: "Then dad, I want lean meatballs and embedded cakes with extra intestines."

"Okay, first business!" Father said jokingly, and immediately got busy.

……

9. Taste Restoration

On the noisy streets of the night market, there seems to be endless pedestrians on the road. The dark clouds block the starlight, and it is human lights that illuminate the city streets.

There are all kinds of smells coming from all directions, some belong to supper stalls, some belong to roadside restaurants, and some are the unique "happiness" of each family after another.

Zhao Jinyu sat in front of the small table, shaking her body slightly. This table was used for the first time, and it was not stained with oil, which made her feel more relaxed.

The three of them wanted the same food - lean meatballs and embedded cakes, and these were probably the two dishes that my father prepared the most.

"It seems that I have never seen my father cook this kind of dish before..." Ye Chen looked at his busy father curiously, holding his cheeks. Although his face was pale and he looked unhealthy, his serious expression and firm eyes still made people feel very handsome.

It is the kind of handsomeness that supports a world with one's own strength, and it is a kind of charm full of masculinity.

In the past, Ye Chen always thought that when he grew up, he would become like his father.

Even now that she has become a girl, she has some subtle thoughts, but it is not so easy to be changed.

Making this snack is quick because everything is semi-finished and just comes together.

The lean meatballs are prepared in advance, cooked and poured into a bowl, add some seaweed and seasonings to eat.

Embedded cake is the same as glutinous rice, just wrap the filling.

Father's movements were a little slow, he wrapped the cake carefully, and poured a little soup in it very authentically.

It's not that I don't know how to do it, but that I haven't done it for a long time, and I feel a little unfamiliar.

After wrapping it up, wrap it with yellow oil paper, then put it in a small plastic bag, and it's done.

The more fillings, the bigger the package. Even if customers come to buy, there is no need to add extra money, because the price of the fillings is already included.

"Come on, try the taste."

"Ah, dad, did you forget... I want sweet ones." Ye Chen took one of them and looked at his father with some embarrassment.

"Oh...yes, let's wrap it up for you again."

"That's not necessary... have you put chili?"

"some."

"That's fine." Ye Chen's sense of taste has not yet recovered, or in other words, there are some signs of recovery, and she can vaguely taste other flavors, but only sweetness is normal, and the others taste very good to her. Light, a little thirsty, she took a spoonful of lean meatball soup and put it into her mouth, wanting to quench her thirst with boiling water, but suddenly her eyes widened in surprise, "Huh—?"

"What?" Father was a little nervous, "Too much salt? Have you tasted it all?"

"No... yes... I seem to be able to taste the taste normally?" Ye Chen was a little excited, this feeling of lost and regained made her even a little unable to manage her expression at this time, and she couldn't wait to bite again. I took a big mouthful of the embedded cake, as if I had eaten some delicacies from mountains and seas, with a touched and happy expression on my face, I don’t know if it’s because of the pepper, my eye circles are a little red, "Okay... Long time no see, it’s so complicated Taste, delicious taste..."

This time she really cried. Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes and landed on the small foldable table with a patter.

"The little leaves are so delicious that I cried!"

Zhao Jinyu's brain circuit was so miraculous that Wan Qing was stunned for a moment, and then said: "It's not that good... Yes, she can finally taste all the flavors."

"Yeah, because I can taste all the flavors and feel that the food is delicious, so I cried."

"...What you said makes sense." Wan Qing couldn't think of how to refute for a moment.

Tears mixed with the food, and Ye Chen gulped it down. He had never felt that the food was so delicious before.

To be honest, eating recently is basically for nutrition and energy intake, and sometimes I even feel like a robot, what I eat in my mouth is not food, but gasoline.

That uninteresting feeling can even make people lose interest in many things around them.

Of course, this also has the advantage that she can devote more attention to her studies.

"I think the sense of taste is the greatest invention when God created man!" Ye Chen ate the cakes and lean meatballs in one go, patting his stomach which had already lost a lot of appetite, and sighed loudly.

"How about it, do you want to have some more?" Wan Qing teased after taking two bites of the cake, "Why don't you just try all the dishes that Dad can make here."

"I really want to eat... but I can't eat anymore." Ye Chen licked his lips, "It's the feeling that the stomach is full but the mouth is still hungry, you know."

"Of course I understand..." Wan Qing looked at Zhao Jinyu who was on the side, "Hey, Jinyu, why don't you eat it? If you don't eat it, it will be cold."

"Oh!" She came to her senses at this moment, and hurriedly handed the inlaid cake in her left hand to her right hand, "Just now I saw that Xiao Yezi was delicious, and I couldn't help being fascinated by it."

"Ima like watching other people eat, don't you?"

"Yes, a little bit... I always feel that eating with everyone will make the food more delicious." She said, and finally picked up the embedded cake, took a small bite, and chewed slowly.

"How is it?" Dad asked expectantly.

"It's delicious!"

Embedded cake, shaped like a big dumpling, but the outside is not a dough, but a thinly rolled rice cake.

The main dish inside is fried rice noodles, and other side dishes such as shredded carrots, shredded potatoes, bean sprouts, and stewed vegetables are all side dishes.

Unlike onigiri, it won't absorb juices, so the toppings inside can be a little wet with some soup so that it doesn't feel dry when eaten.

"I think this is more suitable for breakfast?" Zhao Jinyu tasted this kind of snack for the first time. "It's so fresh. I've never eaten this kind of food before. What is it called...?"

"Inlaid cake, inlaid inlaid cake, can also be called sandwich cake." The father lit a cigarette with a satisfied smile, "It's fine if you think it's delicious, but this foreigner may not be used to it."

"Then dad, why do you still choose to do this?" Ye Chen asked puzzled.

Before my father could answer, Wan Qing said for him: "You idiot, although everyone is used to eating popular snacks, there are such stalls everywhere. People don't have to buy them from you, but the niche ones Food is different, if you can’t buy it elsewhere, you can only come to your place, although there are fewer people, but the advantage is stability, this is called differentiated management.”

"Yes, yes, it's almost the same. Hehe, I see that in the night market, there are very few people who sell the same products together, and they will be separated by a certain distance, so I might as well just be a person who won't interact with others. A supper after a car crash would be fine."

"Then why not make breakfast? Sure enough, embedded cakes are more suitable for breakfast?"

"Dinner and breakfast are both okay, but I think it's more lively at night, and there are fewer snacks at night, not as many as in the morning. If someone wants to buy something to eat while walking, they may choose me."

"Is this also part of differentiated operations?"

"That's right, haha." My father scratched his head with a smile, "Actually, I haven't done much business before, but I have a few friends who were in business before, and these ideas are just ideas on paper. Whether it will work or not is uncertain. , you see, there is no business yet..."

Before he finished speaking, a pair of gluey lovers came over. The young man was holding his girlfriend's hand, his face flushed, and his girlfriend lowered her head, her face full of shyness. .

"Boss, what is this for sale?"

"Snacks such as embedded cakes, lean meatballs, etc., look at the brand, the price is on it." My father hurriedly hung up a cardboard with the menu written on it, with an expectant smile on his face.

"Wow...they are so close together." Ye Chen lowered his voice and whispered enviously.

"What's this."

"So many people, they seem a little embarrassed..."

"Oh." Wanqing didn't respond.

For a future person like her, this kind of scene is not worth paying attention to at all.

After all, young people in the future will be much more open than they are now.

It may not be very common to run naked in the street, but one wears less clothes than the other, and the movements are more ambiguous than the other.

In contrast, the couple in front of them were just getting close and holding hands, and the girl was still shy like that, she was simply too pure.

I'm afraid they can't imagine how many ways they can play when they are alone.

"Inlaid cake...?" From the accent, the young man was a local, "Saxi (what)?"

"Inlaid cake, here, it's what the two little girls eat. It's rice cake on the outside and stuffing on the inside." Father hurriedly pointed at Wan Qing and the others, and Zhao Jinyu lifted the cake in his hand very cooperatively, Show them the gaps they've bitten.

"Oh... I've never eaten it before, do you want to try it?"

"Okay..." The girl smiled shyly and nodded.

"Then the boss will come to two, can you do this thing?"

"Generally speaking, it's not too dry. If you think it's dry, you can buy some drinks to go with it."

"Do you have this?"

"I don't have it." Father showed an embarrassed smile, "My car is too small to hold so many things, and there is a grocery store next to it, you can go there to buy."

"Oh, okay, okay..." The young man glanced up and down the menu, "I want to add... let's add some pork offal."

"Okay, take it away or just sit down and eat?"

"Take it away and eat - you don't have any space here."

"There's still a chair that hasn't been set up yet!"

"Let's take it away."

"to make!"

"Do you want to add?" He looked at his girlfriend again.

"I don't need it..."

The father's speed was unhurried, and the half-lit cigarette butt was held in his mouth, but no ash fell on the food.

——There must be some credit for the windshielding plastic board.

"Come on, it's ninety cents in total."

"Here." The man readily took out a dollar and put it on the plastic board, and waved his hand grandly, "You don't need to look for it!"

"Thank you, I'll come back next time if it's delicious."

"it is good!"

Father finally made his first order of business. He rubbed his hands excitedly, inhaled the remaining half of the cigarette, and then slowly exhaled the gray smoke: "Business, we are about to start coming."

"I hope the business will be better."

"Haha, I hope it will be better, and I hope it won't be so good, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be too busy!" Father looked into the distance illuminated by the street lights, his eyes full of hope.

……

10. Desert Dried Flowers

The hustle and bustle of the night market outside the window has faded a lot, but my father still hasn't returned.

Maybe he really meant to drive all night.

Wan Qing just came out of the bathroom rubbing her wet hair, with hot steam rising from her body.

Ye Chen was lying by the window, shaking her hands hanging outside, the wind blew her long hair, her pretty face was full of contentment.

"What are you doing?"

Wan Qing wrapped her wet hair in a towel, opened her green eyes very relaxed, and her tone became a little lazy.

"I saw the dried desert flowers we bought before, on the ground by the window..." Ye Chen retracted his slender hands into his sleeves, and covered his mouth with the cuffs, "We will forget about it when we buy it. , do you want to soak it up now?"

"Just let it go."

"Why? Wouldn't it be useless to buy it?"

"Just take it as a sustenance and thought, like a person in the desert holding a kettle. As long as he doesn't open it, he doesn't know that it is full of sand. Little hope out of the woods."

Ye Chen was a little at a loss.

"Tsk, if I tell you something deep and you don't understand it, I'd better scold you."

"Why, I didn't mess with you!" Ye Chen muttered, and suddenly rushed forward, ruffled Wan Qing's hair vigorously, and then smiled 'hehe' and slipped into the bed, as if finally getting revenge same.

"Wow, you boy, you're getting more courageous!" Wan Qing yelled pretending to be sullen, and flew onto the bed, "Dare to break ground on uncle's head!"